No one knows when we're out on a spree,
Noboby knows or cares a D,
Nobody knows for its underneath the rose,
So nobody knows but Eliza!
Razzle, dazzle, Razzle, dazzle,
How full I am, don't care a hang
Razzle, dazzle, de dazzle,
Let’t have one drink more!
We've out upon a terrible tare,
No matter how full we never will care,
For razzle, dazzle de dazzle
Let's have one drink more!
When morning comes and our little spree is o'er,
Ev’ry one resolves to drink no more,
For R. E. Morse has us very strong and sure,
So we'll all swear off together!